Tom: Dm
Introdução:
Dm C/E
To be strung up on a leafless tree
F Gm
Where everything dies and nothing grows
F
Hanging like moulding fruit
Gm
One last dance whilst you decompose
Dm C/E
On come the Paddington spectacles
F Gm
A black plague over all I admired
F
(A vegetable breakfast) A hearty choke
Gm
Seems like the whole world conspired
C
But there stood a man
Bb
He was cut up, distraught
C
And cold but amongst the wreckage of his rib cage
Bb
His heart still thudded as he said
Dm C/E
I regard myself as a soldier
F
Though a soldier of peace
Gm Dm C/E
I know the value of discipline and truth
F Gm
I must ask you to believe me when I say
Dm C
No matter if it all backfires
Bb Am
No matter if it all goes wrong
Dm C/E
We just gotta get ourselves together
F Gm
We've sat still for far too long
Bb Am
Now this ain't over yet
Bb
As far as I can see we've only just begun